As a half-druid determined to turn her territory into a large garden, Jinlong is most proud of her ability to cultivate plants.
You know, this is the northern continent with very long winters.
Only her northern land can allow these various flowers to bloom in the cold winter. The Dragon Queen has never been willing to share this beauty with other territories.
Being able to choose to give it to Hill, I am really grateful to Hill for saving Terry's life.
The black-haired female mage took out a bell from her pocket and shook it gently.
The small bell made no sound.
"Ah!" Villamarandez exclaimed, "Such a strong soundproofing spell, I thought I was going to pretend to be stupid!
Damn the Black Stick, he dared to eavesdrop in such a top-notch box, completely breaking all the conventions in Faerûn.
No wonder Alustriel didn't want to see him.
Why can Mystra still tolerate this guy messing around!"
Hill frowned: "Is he crazy? Waterdeep City is not a place where he can completely make the decision, right?"
Villamarandez showed a scornful smile: "He wanted to find the hidden lords of darkness, but unfortunately he was in vain.
Otherwise, why did he have to conquer that wasteland city?
His wife is really pregnant with twins!
That was a child who was prophesied by more than just the goddess of magic. From that moment on, the ambition of the black staff was completely out of control.
However, the hundreds of dragons in Waterdeep City were the last straw for him. For a cautious person like Blackstaff, dragons were not good neighbors.
Even though everyone is living a normal life, he feels it is dangerous to collect rent!"
Hill smiled in agreement.
Linn turned his head and looked at the auction item book on the table.
"What makes the elves most dissatisfied is that he refuses to admit that he is a descendant of Myth Drannor, but refuses to swear to the law to give up the ownership of Myth Drannor, right?" The golden dragon said slowly, "Although the elves all showed a
You look humiliated, but except for you golden elves, most elves don't value half-elf descendants.
With the pride of an elf, it is normal for him to hate the Black Rod and never deal with him again, but who can't see the pain of being stepped on by all the elves?
The Black Rod is really looking for death! Not only the elves, but also the Fairy Queen will not let him go! Myst Drannor is very suitable for the fairies to settle, but the premise is that there is no archmage who can touch it at any time."
Hill smiled: "Actually, it has nothing to do with me. Linn doesn't care either, the golden elf doesn't want to get involved in these things.
If there is really a certain city that is a pain in the heart of the golden elves, it is probably the ancient elf city that was lost in the cracks of time and space, but it was a pity that it was destroyed because of what happened last year."
Silver Moon Dragon Queen suddenly raised her head and glared at Hill.
The ancient elf city used by the leader of the Dragon Worship Cult was actually the Dragon Madness created by the ancient elves with their lives and souls in order to deal with the giant dragon.
It's just that the elves have rules, and the dragons on the mainland only need to hide away when the time comes.
"Although the Five-Colored Dragon Queen disgusted us with this incident, Dragon Madness has also been completely destroyed. Those of us who survive will have a better future!" Vera Marandais said in a serious tone.
"Of course, I hope so too." Hill replied with a smile.
Since you don't like to talk about Dragon Madness, we certainly don't want to talk about Myth Drannor either.
No matter how much the elves want to kill the Black Rod, at least they shouldn't say it directly like this.
Lin En couldn't control his expression just now.
He himself only hinted at Hill and did not explain these words clearly, but anyone who understands the history of Myth Drannor knows that the black staff is almost challenging the tolerance of the elves, and the elves and gods will not
Let him live again.
But this kind of thing can only be done but not said.
It is very likely that they were drinking tea happily here, and Corellon above the starry sky had already fallen out with the goddess of magic.
People began to enter the private rooms on the fifth floor. Hill glanced at them for a few times, but could not see the blurry figure behind the crystal window at all.
The Dragon Queen sat aside and finally figured out that Hill didn't like her sarcasm towards the elves. She looked at Lin En who had been silent and realized that Hill actually regarded him as a friend.
Otherwise, why would Hill, who comes from another world, value the reputation of the elves in this world so much? He is not a child of Corellon.
Since she was the one who made the mistake first, Veramalandis decided to be more tolerant in front of her children's friends.
She smiled and pointed to Hill: "This is a rectangular building with boxes on all sides. The ones in the middle and opposite him must be allies. That is, the Legend of Waterdeep City is on the front, and the Silver Moon Alliance is on the opposite side.
If I come with my own invitation, I will sit across from you.
You are a neighbor of Waterdeep, but not a member of the Silvermoon Alliance, just on the left.
The right side is reserved for guests from other continents or strong men who come suddenly.
This floor will not accept beings below level 17.
If that kind of people want to come, no auction house dares to refuse, but they must give them a mark.
Otherwise, it would be easy to get into trouble if you hang out downstairs.
There will always be fools who think they can buy their lives if they have money."
After all the distinguished guests on the fifth floor were seated, the auction began.
Hill watched with some boredom. The early auctions were all warm-up, and the people below were very excited, but the rooms on the upper floors, not only on the fifth floor, but also on the third and fourth floors were indifferent.
Probably to stir up the atmosphere, the auction house quickly took out products from other continents.
These things may not be of interest to the top powerful men, but the nobles like them very much.
Hill sat steadily. Things from the Karatu continent seemed to be very popular, and the nobles were asking for very high prices.
Coincidentally, there is now a complete set of porcelain from the Shoulong Kingdom, with more than a thousand pieces in total, and it was almost immediately sold for 20,000 gold.
Hill looked at it and saw that the bids of several competing nobles downstairs had begun to slow down and seemed to have reached their limit, so he simply added 1,000 gold.
There was silence for a moment.
"Why didn't you start filming from the beginning?" Veramalandes asked curiously, "Then no one would dare to compete with you, right?"
"I'm not short of money, so why would I do such a thing? This is something I brought back from the Dragon Kingdom. If I can't make money, won't the owner of this magic ship be in trouble?" Hill stared.
Eyes looking at the golden dragon.
Judging from the matter-of-fact tone of Verama Landes, this woman does this often, but the golden dragon is the queen of the North!
"Even at the lowest price, he still made money!" Veramalandes said without hesitation.
But the low price is definitely not enough to attract him to take another risk.
If you still want things from Shoulong Kingdom, it's best to let these people earn enough money to drive them crazy.
"This set is prettier than the one you took." Vera Marandais looked at the newly brought out splendid set of porcelain and said softly, "I think you have lost the money."
Hill thought about the elegant and literate set of porcelain that he had taken, with a plain white base and embellished with flying flowers or light bamboo. Then he looked at this set of bright red and purple, inlaid with gold and silver, with huge flowers. He couldn't help but
He showed a polite smile.
The nobles waited for a few minutes and found that Hill was not moving, so they tentatively started filming.
But no matter how slowly they increased, the strong man on the fifth floor didn't make any move, so they simply started fighting.
"You don't like this?" Vera Marandais was a little puzzled.
"What I like is something with that national style." Hill thought for a while and then said slowly, "The current kind is the type that Ferran likes, but it doesn't have that special feeling."
Jin Long nodded thoughtfully: "You are a bit like a scholar."
Hill took pictures of another batch of silk and tea leaves and then stopped. He was not interested in those unique-style jewelry.
Soon Hill knew why the golden dragon came.
At the middle of the auction, the auction house took out a dragon egg!
"Is Lord Blackstaff really crazy?" Linn, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help it anymore.
"Does he want to know how many dragons there are in Waterdeep City?" Veramalandis's eyes were fixed on the dragon egg. "This is the egg that the five-color dragon touched. Is it the blue dragon from the north? Or is it?
A red dragon further away? Damn it!"
Hill looked at Vera Marandais who was gnashing her teeth, a little puzzled.
"There is a white dragon among the five-color dragons." The dragon queen raised her head and glanced at Hill, "It takes a lot of effort to teach you some common sense! It can still be eaten!"
The bidding below quickly exceeded 50,000, and then the speed slowed down.
Many people are worried about Bailong.
Hill felt that they thought too much and the white dragon was their only hope.
As for other dragons, do you really think that the Dragon Worship Cult has been completely abolished?
It was only the leader Sammaster who died, or a human being. There are so many Dracolichs in the Dragon Cult!
Verama Landas suddenly leaned back on the sofa: "Hey, it seems that I don't need to take action anymore, those group of Song Dragon Sisters are here."
Hill thought about it for a moment and realized that they were half-dragon girls of singing dragon blood. They appeared on the continent of Faerûn last year to save those unlucky dragons.
Although they also offended some evil five-color dragons, they did save many dragons and dragonborn.
"Wouldn't there be problems if Waterdeep City does this?" Lin En suddenly said, "If you let them sell it like this, won't the dragon eggs be in danger in the future?"
"Don't worry." Veramalandes showed a dangerous smile, "Having money doesn't mean you have life to spend.
As for the black staff, he will understand what the dragon's wrath is.
Do you think you can look down on the existence of giant dragons after many ancient dragons have died? He is not the goddess of magic!"
Hill suddenly felt that Black Stick had been prepared to die long ago.
"Prophecy." Hill asked softly, "What is the content of that famous prophecy?"
"I don't know the specifics." The Dragon Queen shook her head, "I just know that he will have a pair of promising twins who will become the strongest in Faerun in the future.
But are there still few powerful ones in Faerûn? One or even a group of them will appear every once in a while."
Hill thought thoughtfully, is it destined that Kelben must die again?